I pulled a muscle. In my butt. It goes straight down my right gluteus maximus to my outer thigh- so my hip and knee hurt and I can’t put direct weight on my right leg. Not sure if it was from all the external rotating last night, or that I was too focused on relieving my sour puss face that I forgot to pay attention to the remainder of my body, but it started acting up in Lynn’s class this morning. I literally had to sit down and take ardha matsyendrasana, half lord of the fishes pose during our practice. I eventually asked Lynn if we could do gomukhasana because I know how that pose can alleviate any and all hip tension. It did the trick. No more pain! Yeah! I’m back to my old self again :)
I arrived to class in a sour puss of a mood. This was 100% evident on my face. I’m said to be authentic, it’s difficult for me to pretend to put a smile on my face (unless I’m waiting tables and money is involved) when it’s not legitimate. So, throughout practice I avoided eye contact with both my teacher and friend, Elizabeth, as well as the other 3 women in the studio and brought my attention within. We were instructed to brighten a space in our bodies that needed some softening. I decided this place would my sour puss face. My rigid, wrinkled forehead, clenched jaw and pursed lips were politely excused from my practice and in substitution, I welcomed the relinquishment of ironclad muscles…and breathed. I was on my mat. I was home.
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Don’t get me wrong, class was amazing tonight…I didn’t even want to practice in the first place. I’m cramping, worked 8 1/2 hours in my pajamas and slept like crapola the night before. My mind is still in Jamaica and when I thought class started at 5:15, I was 30 minutes early. Whoops! Quite an interesting way my day is panning out. With my brain all aflutter, I rolled out my mat in the spot I typical practice in, turned on my iPad, whipped out my notebook and created a sequence for my class that I teach directly after Kristi’s (based on the notion that I hated vashi b the night before and teaching it sounded dreadful which was my initial plan). Halfway through Kristi’s class I couldn’t contain my inner chuckle…were we seriously taking vashistasana B? No way, this cannot be true! What are the odds that Alana, Kristi and myself all planned our flows around this peak pose? I’ve had this happen with one other teacher at a time, but two? I wonder how many other yoga instructors out there taught or are planning to teach this pose this week. I would like to see a show of hands- if you are one us, please comment!
I will literally break out in hysteric laughter if I’m instructed to take this asana during another class this week. After my bout of stupefaction, I will draw myself forward to plank, turn onto my pinky edge side of my foot, lift of an arm and a leg, clasp my foot into my hand, (note my picture from yesterday for a reference) and smirk.
It’s good to be back!
I thought I could do it all. Get married, go on my honeymoon and continue my blog. Alas, my efforts were in vain. Therefore, I will proceed with my blog from this point forward!